Why Did You Get Into Bowhunting?
Posted 27 November 2006 - 10:32 AM
Posted 27 November 2006 - 11:08 AM
My passion didn't come from anyone directly. No one in the family has ever took up the bow. It lay dormant for a long long long time for me because no one I knew was into hunting, archery and bowhunting. Fishing was my passion all the while and much easier to get into. When I was a kid I kept trying to make my own bows and arrows and that was in the late fifties. They worked fine on small game like rabbits. Needless to say bowhunting was pretty hard to find anything on then in the fifties. I got away from it in the 60's and 70's. In the 80's I picked up a compound bow months after I injuryed my left shoulder and couldn't draw it without causing some pain so I stayed away thru the 90's. I picked it back up in late 2003 when cruising eBay one day and saw auctions for a Martin bow setups. I got it home and it took me months to shoot it properly. I had to teach myself because I couldn't find anyone around Columbus that taught archery. I'm self taught and try to shoot everyday at least a dozen arrows. I have turned into a passion and a challenge to hunt with it and truely a need to keep it up.
Up close and personal is the only way for me. I own guns but I personally don't prefer to hunt with them. I consider myself a bowhunter. :yes:
Edited by Rowdy Yates, 29 November 2006 - 12:36 PM.
Posted 27 November 2006 - 12:12 PM
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Posted 28 November 2006 - 08:30 AM
Posted 28 November 2006 - 09:30 AM
Posted 28 November 2006 - 06:35 PM
My dad also used to shoot in an archery club in the 40s where they used homemade gear mostly. My dad also used to take me out into the local fields to chase groundhogs with an old Ben Pearson fibderglass recurve. Well I guess I inherited most of my grandfather's and dad's archery gear, which would be pretty lame by today's standards. Neither my grandfather nor my dad tagged very much game with the bow, but they enjoyed getting together with friends and family to share their passion of the outdoors. They were predominantly shotgunners I guess.
With an old York lemonwood longbow that my dad shaved down for me, I used to head out into the woods and fields at the ripe old age of 12 to take on groundhogs, toads, frogs, field mice and just about any other critters that crossed the path of me and my band of merry men.
Well my dad became disabled in the late 60s and was no longer able to hunt. My grandfather passed away around 1969. My passion for the bow was rekindled in the early 1970s when a couple of guys at work encouraged me to bring my old bows out to the local range and fling a few darts at some makeshift targets. We then decided that we'd tackle the art of bowhunting for big game (whitetails) at the same conservation area that my grandad used to hunt at. It was only 1.5 square miles and was the only "archery only" zone in all of southeastern Ontario at the time. Bowhunters were the exception at that time around here and were by no means any kind of a fad or growing sport.
Well I bought my first real serious bow, a Browning Explorer I recurve around that time, and the rest is history. I've been bowhunting now for almost 35 years (seriously) and wouldn't have traded a second for anything. I don't always come home with game, but I do always come home with a big smile.
Geoff / TBow
Posted 29 November 2006 - 11:49 AM
I cannot bow hunt anymore since my multiple neck fractures and fussions. I miss it. But to re-introduced moe difficulty into our sport when I went into muzzleloading.
Posted 11 December 2006 - 06:59 PM
Posted 27 December 2006 - 11:10 AM
Posted 27 December 2006 - 11:09 PM
Edited by Woody, 27 December 2006 - 11:10 PM.
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Posted 28 December 2006 - 02:27 PM
Posted 15 January 2007 - 04:17 PM
It's not a passion, it's an obsession. ~Mossy Oak
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